Chapter: 1520
"I'm also thinking about your body. If you get better soon, the company can hand it over to you. Now I'm supporting you. It's too hard..."
Leng Qianxue sighed, made a gesture and said, "Let's do it, let's fight quickly."
"Yes, young lady."
Four strong men approached "Ye Zhenting", took off his clothes, and escorted him into a wooden barrel...
"Let go of me, let go, ah--"
There was a shrill scream of "Ye Zhenting" from the entire backyard, and the hot Chinese medicinal water was about to scald him off a layer of skin.
He put his hands on the edge of the barrel and tried to climb out, but was held down by four people.
He struggled desperately, but he could only splash pieces of water in the medicine bucket, and it was of no use other than that, and he couldn't break free from the bondage of the four people.
Several attendants couldn't help sighing and said--
"Alas, since the Night King fell ill, his physical strength is not as good as before!!"
"Yeah, before this is put on hold, how can the four of us hold him down?"
"Don't say hold it down, he was kicked away before you even got close."
"It's really easy to handle now, and the strength is much less..."
"Oh, it's all tortured by illness, I hope he gets better soon..."
"The doctor said just now that you need to soak for nine to eighty-one days, and you need to get needles every day..."
"By the way, doctor, when will the needle be inserted?"
"Soak for an hour first." The little apprentice was starting the timer, and then heated it under the wooden barrel. "It is useful to keep this temperature all the time, and the potion cannot be cold."
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Leng Qianxue greeted, and then looked at "Ye Zhenting" in the wooden barrel with distress—
"Husband, when I was poisoned by Ye Zhenyun and suffered from illness, I was treated like this. You have to hold back. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely get better!"
"you you……"
"Ye Zhenting" in the wooden barrel was gnashing his teeth in anger, and with that hideous expression, he seemed eager to climb out and tear Leng Qianxue to pieces.
"Take a good look at the Night King, I'm going to the police station now." Leng Qian instructed the entourage behind him, "If the four of them can't hold back, you go up and let the Night King complete the treatment, understand?"
"clear!"
A group of people answered in unison, with a loud voice and firm belief.
As if only obeying this order could bring their Night King back to life.
"Okay!" Leng Qianxue patted "Ye Zhenting"'s head and comforted her gently, "After the treatment, go back to drink white porridge, and then have a good rest. I will go to the company tomorrow morning."
At this time, Ye Zhenting in the wooden barrel had been scalded by the hot Chinese medicinal water until he became unconscious, but when he heard the words "drinking white porridge", the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were desperate for a while...
"Be obedient! I love you!"
Leng Qianxue pinched his face and turned to leave...
When he got into the car, Leng Bing couldn't stop laughing: "Miss Leng, your trick is too good. In this way, the impostor can't bear it for long, and he admits it himself."
"It's really attentive..." Leng Qianxue sneered mockingly, "Even the tattoos are exactly the same. If I hadn't known my husband's secret, I'm afraid he would really be able to deceive me with a fake."
"Secret, what secret?" asked Leng Bing curiously.
"I won't talk about that." Leng Qianxue's face turned a little red, "In short, I'm 100% sure that this person is not Ye Zhenting!"
"Uh..." Leng Bing was still very, very curious, "How did you know for sure?"
"When he was taking a shower just now, I broke in to see the tattoos and found that the tattoos were exactly the same. I thought I was suspicious and made a mistake. Later, I saw other places..."
Speaking of this, Leng Qianxue's face turned a little red, "In short, it's different, the difference is huge!!!" JrNovels.com
Leng Qianxue sighed, made a gesture and said, "Let's do it, let's fight quickly."
"Yes, young lady."
Four strong men approached "Ye Zhenting", took off his clothes, and escorted him into a wooden barrel...
"Let go of me, let go, ah--"
There was a shrill scream of "Ye Zhenting" from the entire backyard, and the hot Chinese medicinal water was about to scald him off a layer of skin.
He put his hands on the edge of the barrel and tried to climb out, but was held down by four people.
He struggled desperately, but he could only splash pieces of water in the medicine bucket, and it was of no use other than that, and he couldn't break free from the bondage of the four people.
Several attendants couldn't help sighing and said--
"Alas, since the Night King fell ill, his physical strength is not as good as before!!"
"Yeah, before this is put on hold, how can the four of us hold him down?"
"Don't say hold it down, he was kicked away before you even got close."
"It's really easy to handle now, and the strength is much less..."
"Oh, it's all tortured by illness, I hope he gets better soon..."
"The doctor said just now that you need to soak for nine to eighty-one days, and you need to get needles every day..."
"By the way, doctor, when will the needle be inserted?"
"Soak for an hour first." The little apprentice was starting the timer, and then heated it under the wooden barrel. "It is useful to keep this temperature all the time, and the potion cannot be cold."
"Thanks for your hard work!"
Leng Qianxue greeted, and then looked at "Ye Zhenting" in the wooden barrel with distress—
"Husband, when I was poisoned by Ye Zhenyun and suffered from illness, I was treated like this. You have to hold back. As long as you cooperate with the treatment, you will definitely get better!"
"you you……"
"Ye Zhenting" in the wooden barrel was gnashing his teeth in anger, and with that hideous expression, he seemed eager to climb out and tear Leng Qianxue to pieces.
"Take a good look at the Night King, I'm going to the police station now." Leng Qian instructed the entourage behind him, "If the four of them can't hold back, you go up and let the Night King complete the treatment, understand?"
"clear!"
A group of people answered in unison, with a loud voice and firm belief.
As if only obeying this order could bring their Night King back to life.
"Okay!" Leng Qianxue patted "Ye Zhenting"'s head and comforted her gently, "After the treatment, go back to drink white porridge, and then have a good rest. I will go to the company tomorrow morning."
At this time, Ye Zhenting in the wooden barrel had been scalded by the hot Chinese medicinal water until he became unconscious, but when he heard the words "drinking white porridge", the corners of his mouth twitched, and his eyes were desperate for a while...
"Be obedient! I love you!"
Leng Qianxue pinched his face and turned to leave...
When he got into the car, Leng Bing couldn't stop laughing: "Miss Leng, your trick is too good. In this way, the impostor can't bear it for long, and he admits it himself."
"It's really attentive..." Leng Qianxue sneered mockingly, "Even the tattoos are exactly the same. If I hadn't known my husband's secret, I'm afraid he would really be able to deceive me with a fake."
"Secret, what secret?" asked Leng Bing curiously.
"I won't talk about that." Leng Qianxue's face turned a little red, "In short, I'm 100% sure that this person is not Ye Zhenting!"
"Uh..." Leng Bing was still very, very curious, "How did you know for sure?"
"When he was taking a shower just now, I broke in to see the tattoos and found that the tattoos were exactly the same. I thought I was suspicious and made a mistake. Later, I saw other places..."
Speaking of this, Leng Qianxue's face turned a little red, "In short, it's different, the difference is huge!!!" JrNovels.com
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